A woman of a certain age who has three cats underfoot, and has the dream of filling her passport with stamps. Books, classical music, tea, cats, movies, art, fancy needlework, and anything else I can think of.

This was one I really wanted to enjoy, but I just could not. It turned out to be tiresome, and while there was an interesting section or two -- mostly about the symbolism of the famous Cluny tapestries, I was bored witless by this one. Too bad, as there could have been a really great novel here. I still don't understand why this one was considered to be such a great novel, I guess folks were taken in by the term Unicorn...